I had the best birthday evaaaar!!! yesterday. So many people sent me birthday wishes, I feel so loved :)

and I walked in the door to no Internet, except there was internet on the bypass machine... so that meant the Internet coming into the building was okay :p

But for reals, I love problem solving even when it's a system I don't
fully know... because it means you have to trust your instincts. You
have to extrapolate the basics that you *do* know.

... you have to think.

I would just like to say, that I have the most wonderful friends in the entire world. I can't even begin to tell
you how happy it made me to receive flowers at work on my birthday
*grins* ... and yes some of it is that it had the rumor mill working overtime ;)

The best part though, is that I'm still grinning from ear to ear this morning... and I am so not a morning person ;)

Maybe it's because I've never worked in a grocery store... or any kind of retail for that matter... or maybe it's because I ignore as much as I can when I'm shopping in big box stores...

I find the amount of advertising overwhelms my senses making me numb to everything, and that the most painless way to get through it all has been to narrow the amount of sensory input I process down to colours, aisle signs and my shopping list.

To the outside world I probably look like a zombie, it helps me blend in ;)

But today in self checkout I must have looked like an intelligent zombie because the guy overseeing checkouts taught me that I can just enter the number on the sticker rather than look up vegetable (even though it's technically a fruit) ... not organic, sure maybe mixed vegetables... um I think it looks most like *this* tomato!

So *that's* what that sticker's for! Huh who knew? This definitely falls into the category of stuff they just don't teach anywhere ;)

Thursday, October 04, 2012

I usually sleep through the night, or I sleepwalk to the washroom... I'm not really sure which, but in any case last night I woke up at least three times. Waking up in the middle of the night, soooo doesn't work for me getting a good [night's|nights]? sleep...

*plonk*

My brain struggles reconcile the sound of something falling into the middle of a pond, with the fact that it knows I'm waking up in my two bedroom basement suite.

The final tug into the waking world comes from the semi-coherent thought that only thing that could possibly make any sense at all, is that I may knocked over my water bottle...

Groggily I roll over and realize it was my phone that I knocked off the bed... *squints* That means my alarm went off at least once (because I don't actually sleep with my phone)...

I scoop it up and poke it into wakefulness, peering at it with one eye still squeezed shut, making no attempt to hide the protest against the glow bathing my face.

Simultaneously an alarm goes off in my head as a medical dosage of adrenalin is shot into my bloodstream while the numbers 7:26 burn themselves into my grey matter.

At the very latest I should have left for work one minute ago...

*curses*

I'm not particularly proud to say that I did the fireman this morning... except that not only did I get up, dressed and out the door in five minutes, I also remembered to put on deodorant.